So true So true So true So true Olga steals drinks from distracted men in bars While she dreams of the Soviets’ return It’s the price they should pay for thinking anyone her age Should hear what they say If you don’t wake up looking like d**h in the gra** How do you know that you’re not like the rest And I know that you’re not going to rest And I know that you’re really So true So true Ylva chains herself to a rig in the sea And nearly dies in the week she’s there In a city sick with wealth and little else It’s good to feel nothing at all If you don’t lose some skin for the things you believe How do you know that you really do And I know that you really do And I know that you’re really So true So true So true So true Now you’re tied to each other But by winter you’ll wonder If boredom was just an excuse For locking your arms as the black pa**ing cars Cast silhouettes of your youth If you don’t lose your breath for the things you believe How can you know that you really do And I know that you really do And I know that you’re really So true So true So true So true So true So true But I could never be So true Oh So true But I could never be So true So true But I could never be, I could never be So true I could never be, I could never be So true I could never be, I could never be So true But I could never be, I could never be So true